Amethyst strolled slowly, making her way to the pathways. Hands in pocket, she was snuggled up tightly in her jacket. She smiled as she looked at the nature around her. She knew that the Pathways wasn't the same without Justin, Sarah, Minerva, and Alyssa. She took note of the wildlife she saw and hummed softly to herself.

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Vashti vaguely noticed that she was about to run into someone and she managed to move to the side just in time to avoid bumping into him. Her eyes returned to her book as she continued on her way...until something caught the back of her scarf. ACK!

Turning as a voice spoke, she saw that it was the boy she'd nearly run into...or was it? She hadn't really gotten a good look at him as she passed him, but it didn't look like there was anyone else around, so it had to be him. And...don't want to run what into anything? She'd never really considered her nose pretty, and she wasn't about to run into any- Oh. Lookit that. There was a tree a few feet in front of her, which she probably would've run into any second if he hadn't stopped her.

"Thanks," she replied with an appreciative smile. "Guess I should pay more attention to where I'm walking." Walking while reading was fun though.

Dash chuckled and rolled his eyes. Stupid Ravenclaw. Or... Not... stupid... Yeah. He was under the personal opinion that one should walk to their destination without reading. It would probably be safer and faster if this girl had kept her eyes off of the pages until she found somewhere cozy to settle down with her book. No wonder nerds were stereotyped as clumsy. They always had their noses somewhere where they ought not to be. At least, while walking. Dash often forgot to mind his own business, but at least it didn't cause him much physical harm.

"Sure," he replied, shrugging indifferently. That was his good deed for the day. "Probably should there." Then, with a charming smile, "I'm Dashiel, by the way. Dashiel Cheshire."

She probably should, certainly... But that didn't mean she would. She was usually pretty good at read-walking since she'd done it pretty often, and even now she hadn't actually run into anything. Maybe she should just make sure this guy was around whenever she was read-walking and everything would be okay. Heh.

Dashiel Cheshire, hmm? "Like the Cheshire Cat?" Vashti asked with a grin. "Nice to meet you, though. I'm Vashti Greenwell." She extended her hand. He hadn't offered his, but it was a habit of hers to shake hands when she first met someone and introduced herself.

With her hands stuffed deep into her pockets and her scarf wrapped around her neck, Cass walked down the pathways and looked around. The place was barren! and of course, she didn't expect it to be packed with people, after all it was freezing out here and well, the common rooms at least had a fire to keep people warm.

But, she wanted a place where she could think, after all, a sinister master plot didn't come to a person in a really noisy place...but despite the stillness of the air, she still hasn't devised of a plan.

Salima ran all the way from the stands throught the pathway towards the caste lithout stopping one though she thought she heard something drop. But what she didn't know is that she had just dropped her Puffie necklace she hade made not long ago.

As Erin was strolling along the pathways on her way to the Gazebo, she loved that place, she saw someone familiar. She was one of Minerva's friends who helped find her doll, Heide at this veryr spot. "Hello!" said Erin not remembering her name. "I know you!"

She was humming softly and it was something, one would stopped what they were doing because it had great effect on people. Like you're lying on the sand at the beach not really blinded by the sun but carried away by the waves, like it was a bed of roses.

Amethyst's ear perked up as she heard a soft, familiar voice. Erin? She thought, and swung around. "Erin! Hi! It's Ame. Nice to see you again!" She smiled, seeing the adorable girl. "How are you and Heide doing?" She was curious, and was eager to know how she was doing.

Erin's face curled up to a laugh when Amethyst turned toward her. She couldn't suppressed it. She hoped she wouldn't get offended. They were friends now, after all. She put her hand on her stomach for support. She couldn't stopped laughing and Ame looked really self-conscious now. "You happen to have a pudding in your teeth! A big one!" Erin managed to say but still laughing so hard.

When Erin finally recovered about the incident she started to speak, the fun still lingering in her mind, "Heide, she's at the Ravenclaw Tower on my safest vault possible." It was so nice to meet Amethyst this way. She was such a funny girl or maybe, Erin made her a funny girl. A friend.

Amethyst's face went white and blood rushed to her cheeks. She looked away slightly, and pulled out her mirror. Sure enough, she had pudding in her teeth. She quickly plucked it out. She turned back around looking down slightly as she giggled extremely embarrassed.

Hearing that Heide was safe and sound, she smiled toothlessly and nodded. "Well, I'm glad!" She giggled again, but thought, if it weren't for Erin, she'd probably had made of a fool of herself. "Thanks for telling me...about the pudding.."

"No, it's fine," said Erin, her face are now at ease. "You're the one with Justin right?" asked Erin. Or she was? Relationships between first years were like transportation buses, like the Knight Bus, they come and go. She haad seen proof from that of Scott and Chelsea's and most especially from her two closest friends, Minerva and Harvey. How could they even liked one another and UNLIKE easily. Were they just clicking on Facebook? LIKE or UNLIKE.

Then she realized, maybe Ame was Muggleborn too? "Are you Muggleborn?" asked Erin but quickly added, "...or Pureblood?"

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She probably should, certainly... But that didn't mean she would. She was usually pretty good at read-walking since she'd done it pretty often, and even now she hadn't actually run into anything. Maybe she should just make sure this guy was around whenever she was read-walking and everything would be okay. Heh.

Dashiel Cheshire, hmm? "Like the Cheshire Cat?" Vashti asked with a grin. "Nice to meet you, though. I'm Vashti Greenwell." She extended her hand. He hadn't offered his, but it was a habit of hers to shake hands when she first met someone and introduced herself.

Dash accepted the hand that was thrust in his direction. He had always been told that he gave good, firm handshakes. With that in mind, he hoped he hadn't hurt this girl's hand... "Yup, like the cat," he replied, smirking widely. He shared a resemblance more than on paper with the fictional feline. "And you, Vashti." He meant to commit it to his memory... Vashti. "I see you're a Ravenclaw, which is explains why I haven't seen you around... but what year are you?"

Amethyst smiled and blushed. "Yes, I'm the one with Justin..." She giggled softly, thinking of all the wonderful times she'd had with him.

The Question that followed slightly surprised her. She had rarely been asked this question, but smiled and politely answered. "I'm Half-Blooded." She giggled softly.

"Ooooh! Half-blood!" exclaimed Erin. "So, do you live in a Muggle community?" She was still upset why couldn't her cellphone and her laptop won't work in here. Well, they do for some features like the camera or the typing for laptop but using internet or calling or texting, these just wouldn't do.

She had been giggling so much. Erin finds it weird of her. Was she a funny girl? Cute? Lovable? Maybe she was. She was too full of herself sometimes. Just sometimes, not all the time. She looked around, "I wanna play."

Merlin. Kid had a pretty strong handshake. Vashti was no wimp, considering she played Quidditch and threw Quaffles around a lot, but still, Dashiel had a pretty firm handshake. She hadn't really expected it. Not that he looked like a wimp either, of course. She just didn't get too many firm handshakes from people. Usually they were something in-between strong and weak.

She grinned when he agreed that it was like the cat. "Awesome." She nodded when he said she was a Ravenclaw - which meant he wasn't, since she hadn't seen him until now. "I'm a sixth year," she answered. "What about you?" She doubted he was a sixth year since she hadn't seen him until now - unless he was a transfer or something. She might not've seen him around if that was the case. He looked to be somewhere around her age either way; certainly not a first or second year.

"I was an Orphan...I had no clue about anything outside of the Orphanage...and today of the first time I've ever even heard of the drink coke.." She blushed looking down.

"Sure!" She giggled, smiling softly. "I'll play with you."

She was an orphan. Poor Ame. Now, Erin feels really for her friend. And she would never laughed at her unless she couldn't suppress it. "How'd you know you're half-blood if you're from the orphanage?" asked Erin, she was a little confused now. She remembered her friend, Beezus being an orphan too, or mostly orphan. She still had a mother who was out of her mind.

"The orphanage doesn't give you Coke?" she was truly surprised. What kind of an orphanage was that? They were harsh. She laughed at her thoughts. Of course, the food depended on their available funds. From now on, she'd be generous enough to donate on orphanages. She'd got a friend from there and that was Ame.

"Play house?" asked Erin. A girl with a boyfriend? Would she play house with her? Childish, but she really wanted to do it. She missed Cristina. They were always the ones who played house back home.

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Merlin. Kid had a pretty strong handshake. Vashti was no wimp, considering she played Quidditch and threw Quaffles around a lot, but still, Dashiel had a pretty firm handshake. She hadn't really expected it. Not that he looked like a wimp either, of course. She just didn't get too many firm handshakes from people. Usually they were something in-between strong and weak.

She grinned when he agreed that it was like the cat. "Awesome." She nodded when he said she was a Ravenclaw - which meant he wasn't, since she hadn't seen him until now. "I'm a sixth year," she answered. "What about you?" She doubted he was a sixth year since she hadn't seen him until now - unless he was a transfer or something. She might not've seen him around if that was the case. He looked to be somewhere around her age either way; certainly not a first or second year.

Dash released Vashti's hand soon after he had grasped it, letting it flop to his side as he tensed and relaxed the muscles there. They yearned for something to do, and, in his haste to find that something, he began to crack his knuckles one by one. The sounds were slow and deliberate, punctuating Vashti's speech and his thought.

"Slytherin," he murmured. It hadn't exactly been the happiest moment that he walked over to that table, a corner of his mouth curled into a frown. Only moments before a fellow classmate had whispered in his ear, telling him it was the House of the notoriously evil. Was Dashiel really evil? He watched over his five siblings. He had shared a room with his three brothers willingly. He never tormented them. He had always been kind to his step-mother, even though she was the reason they were so poor. Sure, once or twice he thought something bad, but it wasn't his intent to act on these thoughts. Dashiel W. Cheshire wasn't evil. He refused to be. "And, uh... Fourth year..."

Amethyst smiled, sheepishly. "My Older sister had been looking for me...thanks to Justin and his Mother, I've been reunited with her. She told me of our parents." She nodded softly, thinking on the subject at hand. Anger slowly rose within her. Her parents weren't going to come back for her. Thankfully, she had a sister who cared.

"No," She began, "The orphanage gave me only water and tea, and I spent my time cleaning and cooking for the women in the orphanage." She smiled faintly, remembering the horrid chores.

"Sure!" Amethyst giggled. Though she was mature for her age, she still had an imagination of her age. She smiled thinking of the last time she'd actually played with someone. It was a long time ago, and that one friend now lived in the States.

Was the...knuckle-cracking necessary? She wrinkled her nose a bit each time he did it. She knew it never sounded as bad when you were the one doing it, but when you weren't...well, it just sounded really disgusting and even a bit painful.

Fourth year Slytherin, hmm? He didn't seem very happy about it though, unless Vashti was just imagining it since she doubted she'd be very happy being in that house. Maybe she was just biased, of course, considering she'd been Sorted into the best house at Hogwarts, a.k.a. Ravenclaw. "Do you like your house?" she asked.

Katie walked across the pathway with her head stuck in a book, finally, she could read her book without being interrupted by some random person or friend. Katie wasn't reading her usual book, she was reading a book about guitars, since she was going to try and play guitar, and she wanted to be good, so she had been reading up on how to be a great guitarist, to be honest Katie would have preferred to have read something else, but oh well.

She kept walking but suddenly bumped into someone, great, no more reading probably, "Hey watch were your-CAAASSS!!" Katie squeled the end bit with joy, hugging her friend tightly, "Sorry about that" Katie said, "You right?" Katie said, because she didn't want her friend hurt, no!

One minute she was walking with her eyes to the ground, and the next she was on the ground, hurting.

"What the----" She began furiously but was cut of when someone had suddenly squealed her name out and enveloped her in a tight hug. Ok, so, this was someone she definitely knew...or a crazy person who hugged random people.

When she was finally released from the hug, Cass distanced her face from the person and was delighted to find that it was no other than Katie who had accidentally bumped in to her. "KATIEEEEE!!" She squealed happily, copying the other girl's actions as she hugged her tightly "Oh my gosh! I've missed you to bits!" She said after releasing the girl. Then she pushed herself off of the ground, dusted off the flakes of snow that had stuck to her dress and leggings and helped her fellow Slytherin up before answering "Yeah, I'm fine. You?"

Then she noticed the book that must have flown out of Katie's hands, picked it up for her and handed it back with a smile "Learning how to play the guitar?"

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Was the...knuckle-cracking necessary? She wrinkled her nose a bit each time he did it. She knew it never sounded as bad when you were the one doing it, but when you weren't...well, it just sounded really disgusting and even a bit painful.

Fourth year Slytherin, hmm? He didn't seem very happy about it though, unless Vashti was just imagining it since she doubted she'd be very happy being in that house. Maybe she was just biased, of course, considering she'd been Sorted into the best house at Hogwarts, a.k.a. Ravenclaw. "Do you like your house?" she asked.

As soon as Vashti began to wrinkle her nose, Dashiel sighed and stopped his knuckle-cracking endeavor. Did it really sound that bad...? Urgh. Oh well. Instead, he decided to wiggle them once and begin to tap his foot softly. Nervous habits tended to make him move. As long as he was doing something, he was fine. Hopefully this would be less annoying.

"I can't really say," Dash sighed, not wanting to admit his wounded ego at being sorted into it. "I... Well, I just transferred this year, but I don't really think I belong in Slytherin. Y'know what I mean? It's... not what I expected of myself..."

Alyssa walked along the pathways linking the courtyard to the various parts of the ground. It was freezing cold here. There was snow piled up along the sides of the pathways. She was looking for a place to hide her box for at least 3 days. She walked off the path and walked into the grounds until she found a spot under pine tree. She took out the box containing the walnut and buried it deeply in a pile of snow. She read that freezing a walnut for 72 hours would expand the water inside the walnut causing the walnut to crack. Once she decided that the box was buried deep enough, she piled on more snow on top of it to make sure that it was entirely covered and insulated from the sun.

"It's worth a try. I will have to check on it everyday for the next 3 days to make sure that no one has moved it. Hopefully, the nights will get really freezing. The lower the temperature the higher chances of success."Alyssa thought to herself. She then got back on the path and made her way back to the castle.

Looking at her innocent eyes, that was a big coincidence to have met Justin and her real sister. "That was great!" said Erin hugging her slightly. "What's she like? Is she a witch too? Studying here?" That was so bad for her. Back home, Erin got a Nanny whose making the chores. Is it that hard in orphanages? She so feel fro Amethyst.

Yey! Play house! "But we don't have the toys. I should have brought Heide with me," said Erin dismissively. "I guess, we should play sometime soon." She needed to do her homeworks after all. And she knew, Ame was busy as well.

Trying to suppress a big yawn, Mordred made his way out to the pathways, in the hopes of shaking away his laziness and boredom. He was sure enough that he is spending way too much time in the RoR because by the looks of it, he missed out on a lot again. “I missed the first dueling match.” He thought bitterly as he walked further down the pathways—not sure where to go. He stopped dead on his tracks, looked around and decided to sit on the railing. He produced a white paper bag out of his pocket and started to eat red jelly worms.